When I finally came forward to my parents about my struggles, I realized I wasn’t alone. I finally began to start my journey in realizing and coping with the fact that I was one of the 18% of the population who struggles with some form of anxiety and/or depressive disorders.

In April of 2013, my mother passed away from Stage Four Metastasis Breast Cancer and I carry that with me everywhere I go...in the 4 years (going on 5) that I've spent Mother's Day motherless, I've learned a few ways to cope for when the day gets blue.